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War Chime

It's always a criminal time to fight/

To fizz away our furies and our fears

in violent interactions within 'The Warrior Play'/

To unite in bouts/

Put personalities in liberty/

Releases

to bring about the death reaction

 

Untangled in all this

Is an eye/

a void/

It paces and turns

forgetful and lost ;

a powerless ghost and a witness

to these mad spoilings and energy fits/

This pinball of the battlefield

is catalyst ;

The untouched spirit of the weapon-head/

a war chime

and the thirst of all of us 'soldiers'

 

                 - in pattern & in population

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Written by
neth-jones
Published
Oct 13, 2018
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20·98
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#war#chime#pattern#population#fight#violent#warrior#play#eye#death
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